The strange master's face was cold, and everyone, including Duan Changfeng, instantly felt a deep chill.

What's going on? How can you say that you can turn your face and turn your face?

A group of people looked at each other unconsciously, Duan Changfeng frowned a few times, and he could figure out why he was angry.

Just when everyone was worried, the master suddenly smiled again.

"This wine, this dish, good! haha!!! I can't help but elaborate on it, everyone go on!"

I'm going to it!

Everyone was immediately relieved, and their stiff faces eased a little, trying not to think about it.

Zhan Qingyu and Dorjee glanced at each other, and each felt helpless in their hearts. A master is a master, even if it is the middle stage of Duan Changfeng's eighth order, the late stage of the eighth order of Duoji does not dare to offend.

"Haha!" Duan Changfeng was stunned for a short time, then raised his head proudly and said, "If someone wants to drink my specially brewed wine, there is no door, and only old friend you have this mouthful!"

"Hahaha! Not only is this wine enjoyable, but this dish is also quite delicious, which is different from the dishes in my cave. When the gold-clothed man heard Duan Changfeng's words, he praised the wine and food, and then laughed heartily: "Thank you so much for your old friend's love, hahaha!"

"Thank you seniors for your praise!" Zhang Jiu bowed his head and thanked him at the right time: "The juniors also have a good dish, and they will come up later." ”

"Oh?" the gold-clothed man looked at Zhang Jiu and couldn't help but say to Duan Changfeng in shock: "Your disciple didn't learn the martial arts and specialize in cooking!"

"I haven't learned the exercises yet!hehe!" Duan Changfeng said with some embarrassment: "In terms of cooking skills, he is definitely a good hand, I just fell in love with his cooking skills and let him enter my Heaven Shaking Sect." ”

"Why don't you say you're greedy?" said the gold-clothed man pretending to be dissatisfied, "Hypocrisy, you!"

After speaking, he pointed his finger at Duan Changfeng and nodded, and then both of them laughed out loud.

Zhang Jiu was full of excitement when he heard Duan Changfeng and Jinyi people talking about him, even if he couldn't learn the exercises, it was nothing, this honor was definitely the only honor in his life. Moreover, now Zhang Jiu has begun to practice, and the art of vomiting has also been introduced.

So Zhang Jiu immediately bowed and said to the two senior masters: "The little one will serve the dishes, and the seniors will use it slowly!"

"Go ahead!" Duan Changfeng said with a wave of his hand.

After a while, Zhang Jiufeng walked in with a wooden plate. The wooden plate is very delicate, and it is clasped with a dangling lid. A trace of aroma had already wafted out, and others praised it, and Dorjee secretly swallowed his saliva.

"Senior, please taste!" Zhang Jiu put the wooden plate on the table and did not open the lid.

"What kind of ingredients are this made of?" the golden-clothed man sniffed and asked, "Why are they so fragrant?"

"Haha!" Duan Changfeng laughed proudly twice, and as soon as he reached out to remove the buckled food bowl, a lifelike dish was revealed.

"Wow!" Suddenly, a disciple exclaimed: "Senior Brother Zhang Jiu is really good at cooking, this dish is almost like life, it's really amazing." ”

"Sure enough, it's exquisite!" someone said, "I wonder if it tastes as good as it looks!"

Zhan Qingyu and Duoji also looked at this plate of exquisite dishes and were full of praise. Especially Dorjee kept swallowing his saliva, and he didn't look like an eighth-order master at all.

Zhan Qingyu shook his head at him helplessly, and Dorjee had no choice but to shrug his shoulders and say, "Who made it so delicious!"

"Huh?" the man in gold looked at the crowd and looked at the plate.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, your face instantly turned cold. The aura around the body also changed in an instant, and the entire hall was like an ice cellar.

Zhan Qingyu and Jiang Huan and a few other disciples were taken aback again, and they wanted to get angry again? Don't play like this, will you die?

"It's a disaster!" Duan Changfeng frowned, and scolded himself for being careless in his heart: "I said one less word, how can this be good!"

I saw a lifelike carp lying on the delicate oval plate, the fat carp seemed to have just come out of the water, its mouth was panting one by one, but its body had been soaked and cooked with various spices.

Around the carp are some chopped green onions, shredded ginger, and a pinch of fresh coriander. It seems that the aroma and color of this dish are impeccable, and it is impossible for a professional and talented chef to make such a dish.

"Is there a problem with such a beautiful dish?" Zhan Qingyu said in his heart, "Why did your face change when you saw this dish?"

"Take it quickly!" Duan Changfeng immediately shouted angrily, and at the same time, a pair of eyes burst into flames as if they were about to kill Zhang Jiu.

"This" Zhang Jiu was frightened, and the excitement that had just risen suddenly fell to the bottom.

Zhang Jiuxin said: "Usually this dish is the sect master's favorite food, what does this mean?"

"Stupid?" Duan Changfeng looked at Zhang Jiu stunned, and immediately yelled again, startling Zhan Qingyu, Jiang Huan and the others.

"Master, what do you mean by this?" Zhan Qingyu, Jiang Huan and the others were also puzzled: how could a good dish be taken away, and there was such a big fire.

"Yes, yes" Zhang Jiu was almost frightened by Duan Changfeng's reprimand twice, trembling, and hurriedly took the red stewed live fish away.

I was afraid that the plate would tilt and I didn't notice it, so I left the juice with an incomparably fragrant fragrance in my sleeve. Zhang Jiu walked back to the kitchen in fright, and thought helplessly: "What's going on?"

A dish that could be called perfect had caused the sect master's great anger, and he couldn't figure it out if he thought about it. This red stewed live fish is a new dish that he has just researched recently, and the sect master is full of praise after eating it several times. Even better than the previous good dish, steamed hoof tendons, this is what the sect master himself said.

He saw that there was a distinguished guest today, and he specially served this red braised live fish as the finale.

"This guest doesn't like to eat fish?" Zhang Jiu looked at the fish on the plate in the kitchen alone and thought, "Or is there any taboo?"

"Alas, forget it, the sect will punish you, I hope I can give me a suitable reason. Zhang Jiu sat helplessly on the small stool, frowning uneasily, waiting for punishment.

"Master, why is this?" Zhan Qingyu asked cautiously when he saw that Duan Changfeng was angry and drank Zhang Jiu away.

Duan Changfeng glared at him coldly: "All retreat." ”

"Yes. Everyone else also wondered in their hearts: What is the situation when a good banquet is said to be unhappy?

Zhan Qingyu and Dorjee did not leave, and they had no intention of leaving. At the beginning, the gold-clothed man could say that in order to let Zhan Qingyu and Dorjee thank him, he specially asked them to pour wine. So the two of them were still one on one side, quietly watching Duan Changfeng and the gold-clothed man talk.

As soon as a few disciples left, Duan Changfeng turned to a smile on his face and accompanied the gold-clothed man.

"I'm sorry for my old friend. Duan Changfeng said: "Changfeng was confused, and he was so happy that he forgot to tell him. I hope old friends can appreciate their faces and don't care too much. This is completely unintentional. ”

"Hmph!" the gold-clothed man looked angry, and he didn't look at Duan Changfeng and twisted his face to the side.